Telling you that there’s a gazillion motherfuking steps to take before you can do anything right.

Making the path to success seem overwhelming.

Preaching that you are flawed and weak and that you need their rules to be safe.

You need their structures to keep breathing.

Keeping you so exhausted with their endless to-do lists so you simply don’t have the brain capacity to THINK for yourself.

Just barely having enough energy to serve a little harder.

Thinking if you just do a little more they will see your value, you’ll be worthy of their love, their inclusion, you will finally feel like you belong.

Except you know it’s all a lie.

You’ve known for quite some time now.

That you’re magical.

Perfect.

Un-fuck-withable in your raw power.

But you’re stubborn Darling.

You have this story going on in your head telling you you just need a little more time.

You just need to do one more course.

You just need to find one more answer.

One more healing session.

One more hour of meditation.

And THEN

oh then you’re going to let go of the fear and

FLY!

You’re gonna show us what you’re really made of.

You’re gonna shine your little light in the darkness and be the beacon for all who are lost in the ocean of illusions.

Until then,

you’re just going to drift a little longer,

in the safe harbour

of your fears.

Don’t you see what’s happening?

Don’t you see that you’re not ever going to let go as long as you’re so committed to your pathetic fears?

What are they anyway?

Other than your social conditioning for belonging.

For someone,

anyone,

regardless of how good or how shit they treat you,

to say they love, that you did well, that they’re proud of you.

You will do anything, sell your soul, murder your dreams, for those three little words:

“I love you”

You’ve been taught to cherish them above all else.

Another truth dripped in psychedelic bullshit.

There IS ONLY love.

Everything else,

is a lie.

Your fears –

LIES

Your desire to please –

LIES

Your ability to make others happy –

LIES

The possibility of you fucking up your life –

LIES.

You simply can’t screw this up.

You can piss away opportunities to brilliance, and serve as another warning to the next generation of what a life wasted with booze and distraction and martyrdom looks like.

You can keep lying to yourself and everyone else of what your values are, your ambitions, your purpose,

but if your actions are contradicting your words,

you’re simply full of hot air.

You can keep telling me tomorrow –

both of us knowing that tomorrow will never come.

You can play it ‘safe’ aka merely exist,

the masses,

they love mediocrity Darling.

They love every soul who bows down to the fear-driven machine,

enslavement of those weak of mind.

Are you weak of mind?

Are you????

Don’t tell me that you’re not and then you sit there in the corner.

Waiting to be saved by god knows who.

NOBODY IS COMING TO SAVE YOUR ASS!

YOU and only YOU

must find the willpower

the passion

the overriding commitment to LOVE

true LOVE

not the romantic horse-manure the fairy-tales are feeding you as breast-milk,

and from this space,

it’s up to you to let go of your grip,

and take that leap of faith.

Into the unknown,

into your dream life.

You must be willing to fall flat on your face,

have the assholes point at you, laughing like insane hyenas,

thinking that a little mud will deter you,

will have you turning back to their arms,

shoulders slumped,

grateful that they are willing to forgive you your audacity to believe in yourself.

But fuck ’em.

You must wipe that mud out of your eyes,

You must NEVER look back.

You must keep your gaze firmly on your purpose, your goal,

and you just keep on taking one more step.

And another.

And another.

Until you are so far ahead that you can no longer hear their piteous screams to come back.

To come help them.

To carry them.

To save them.

NO MORE SAVING

IT’S TIME FOR EMPOWERMENT.

That only happens when YOU are willing to get YOUR shit together and start living in alignment with your truth.

You keep marching forward,

and those who desire to follow,

they will have to choose, just as you did,

to cling to the pole of fear,

or to release and leap.

And yes, they too will fall,

and they too will have to recommit, get up, wipe off the dirt, and take another step.

This is the only way that we will ever break free from the oppressors,

those who rule by creating fear and then promising to be the solution to your problems.

FEAR is simply an emotion.

It’s simply another amazing opportunity for conscious choice, for growth, for liberation.

Let go of your death grip.

It’s time.

Only death is inevitable.

Thriving is the choice of the brave.

You know I love you,

Anel

PS: Here’s what you need to know about me as a coach:

I don’t tolerate playing small, if you only want to take baby-steps, work with someone else.

I don’t give you a cookie-cutter plan of action, you’re an artist, I hold the space for your creative genius.

I don’t shadow-box, if you get into the ring with me you better be willing to spar.

I’m not going to cajole and pry your fingers loose, it’s your life, YOU have to choose to leap.

Who do I work with?

I work with the 1% of creatives, healers, messengers who do the work and get results.

I work with entrepreneurs who are building purpose-aligned businesses.

I work with those who have the honour, the grit, the discipline of warriors of old who understand that it’s their responsibility to be their best version self: spiritually, physically, emotionally, financially.

Why do you want to work with me?

It’s a soul thing.

You’re done being treated like a victim and you’re committed to being an inspiration for generations to follow. I will ONLY speak to your truth, your inner power, your best self.

Success is your only option and you’re ready to fail until you succeed. I know that it’s not over until you cross the line. I will celebrate both your failures and your successes with you so that you can flip that switch of shame that’s kept you stuck for so long.

I shift my clients fast by holding a safe space where they can break down and break through.

I’ve made the decision that I would rather listen to my soul, continuously ‘failing’ according to some social standards, than do the shit others think I ‘should’ be doing in the way they think I ‘should’ be doing it.

My soul knows.

She knows what I’m here to do.

She knows how I’m here to do it.

She knows what lights me up and what dims my enthusiasm.

And I’m very fucking enthusiastic about thriving Darling.

I suspect that the amount of information available at our fingertips, is both a blessing and a curse.

A blessing as it’s simply never been easier to connect with deep wisdom of those who so freely share from a space of genuine love and care.

A curse as it’s never been easier to get overwhelmed, to doubt yourself, to stop creating from within because you think your way is wrong.

I believe that there’s tremendous value in exploring new ways, new thoughts, new input,

but where it becomes a nasty tangle of frustration,

is when you start thinking that you have to do it ‘just so’ if you’re going to succeed.

That if you miss a single step you’re fucked!

If you don’t follow the exact methodology you don’t deserve the epic results the teacher is exhibiting.

So you keep piling on.

One thing on top of the other.

All of the time your fear rising.

It feels like too much.

You feel like you’re going to explode.

Lying in bed at night running that mile long to-do list through your head, freaking out because you missed out a crucial step.

FUCK!

Get up.

Quietly.

Don’t wake the house.

Get on your knees and ask God for the strength to do that final item before passing out.

Begging for mercy from the lords of lists.

Crying out that it was an oversight – you’re just human after all.

All that beautiful information you’ve been gathering like the dutiful student,

has turned into another insatiable monster eating your dreams alive.

I don’t know about you,

but personally I’m tired of the idea that I’m constantly getting it wrong.

I got fed up with the notion that I was stupid or not good enough.

I never agreed with the schooling system of regurgitating for approval,

that your disagreement or curious nature was a sign of failure.

And failure was seen as the ultimate humiliation,

of yourself,

of your parents.

Followed by swift punishment.

Well hun,

‘not good enough’ bedamned.

YOU are perfect just as you are.

YOU already know.

YOU already have everything it takes.

YOU simply have to start believing in yourself and start listening to your body and your soul.

One of my greatest insights recently was around meditation.

The way that’s it’s being taught doesn’t light me up.

Instead I decided to figure out what’s the purpose of meditation for ME.

It’s to connect with my higher self.

It’s to connect with love.

It’s to connect with my future self and bring her wisdom, her energetic vibration into my present experience.

It’s to shut my ego up.

It’s to connect deeply with my body – feeling her, the energy inside, the life force, the brilliance of her working mechanism.

It’s about telling Creator what I truly desire and then listening for the guidance.

Now I have to be honest,

this doesn’t happen for me when I’m lying down, eyes closed, trying desperately not to sneeze or itch or fart.

For me this happens out on my bike.

Running through the forest.

Holding my head stand.

Writing in my journal.

THESE ARE MY MOMENTS OF MAGIC.

And I fucking LOVE it.

It feels right.

It feels good.

It’s soul aligned Baby.

Do you have any idea what a sense of relief it is to do something in a way that feels fabulous??

No longer thinking that if I don’t do it ‘just so’ I’m doing it wrong?

Be honest now, how many things are you doing at the moment that feels absolutely horrible???

Thinking that if you just keep doing it long enough you will learn to like it?

Maybe even love it?

All the while hating it.

Feeling like a failure.

Feeling like there’s something wrong with you because you’re not getting the results everyone else is.

How about we get a little bit into reality here.

What’s working for a million people doesn’t necessarily work for ten million others.

Just because only those with the results comment on the post doesn’t mean that it’s actually working for everyone else.

Everyone else is just not saying anything.

They feel there’s shame in their failure.

So they give up.

Instead of taking the tools that is being shared, digging down into the purpose of the tools, and then finding unique ways to achieve the results in a way that feels

a-ma-zing!

It’s Monday – the best day for setting new intentions for the week ahead, to do things differently.

My invitation to you today is to take ONE thing that you’ve been struggling with.

One thing where you can see the VALUE in doing, but how you’re being told to do it feels like shit.

There’s a disconnect inside.

Then, go deep into what would be the PURPOSE of doing said thing.

And then,

the sprinkle on top,

HOW can you do it that feels enchanting?

Then do it for a week,

come on,

you can commit to a week,

and see the difference in result!

I would love love love to hear from you.

What did you choose, why, how did you do it, and what was the outcome.

If nothing else, you will be having way more fun.

Don’t you want to have fun???

After all, only death is inevitable.

Thriving is always the choice of the brave.

With love always,

Anel

PS: It’s been my experience and observation that when a woman allows herself to have fun, her business thrives.

For this to happen, she has to liberate herself from all the social conditioning that has her cloaked in slave-girl rags.

Sounds easier than it is.

Simply because most of the times they’re so entrenched in their stories, they’re simply not able to see that they are the ones wielding the pen.

So they create drama and heartbreak and overwhelm.

I work with women entrepreneurs who take a stand for being conscious creators of their results.

Women here to build empires of impact.

Women who understand that her empire includes everything – her business, her money, her health, her relationships, her lifestyle.

Women who use their kids for inspiration, not excuses.

Women who take full responsibility for self.

If you know in your SOUL that you’re that woman and you’re done feeling like a failure because the cookie cutter doesn’t fit your curves, let’s connect and see if this partnership can strip you of the restraints and set you free to thrive.

I’m so proud of my mom!

Saying yes to what is important to her and no to the people and things who quite frankly aren’t.

Willing to receive the backlash of her new choices, the disapproving frowns.

Willing to say “I don’t care if it makes me a not-so-nice person”

Hallefuckingluja!

My mom is a born warrior.

She’s been battling her programming her entire life and I have so much respect for this woman.

Even if she hadn’t given birth to me (I consider it a bonus that she did) ,

she

would

fucking

rock

my

world.

Often I share with you my own journey,

my learnings,

my experiences,

my feeling of being born into the wrong culture.

How everything about my heritage feels like nauseating bullshit to me.

The patriarchy.

The violence.

The oppression.

The silence of truth.

The abandonment of self and desire.

It’s days such as these that I understand that as hard as it’s been for me to reach a point of enough and no more, it’s even tougher for our parents generation.

Most of them have given up a long time ago.

They’ve accepted the norm as normal.

Resigned to living out their days at the mercy of the machine.

You can’t exactly blame them.

Different times my friend.

Different choices.

All divinely perfect.

My mom is not one of those who gave up.

I’ve also come to realise that often we look at those who stand on a stage for hope, wisdom, inspiration.

For leadership.

Discounting the silent warriors who don’t do it to lead the masses with guru titles prefixed to their names,

instead simply choosing to lead themselves out of the hell of unconscious existence.

Silent warriors such as my mother.

Today I pay tribute to her.

My inspiration.

My greatest supporter.

My heart.

I have come to believe that true leadership has nothing to do with other people.

True leadership comes from taking responsibility for yourself.

Until your dying day.

It’s about continuously stepping out of your comfort zone, willing to learn, willing to grow, willing to change the identity you’ve taken on before.

I’ve watched my mom go from a lifetime of saying she doesn’t run, she doesn’t do sport,

to climbing up a towering sand wall after declining paramedics because she was determinedto cross the finish line by herself after a very long, very hot trail run.

In her sixties.

Fucking badass AF!

I’ve watched my mom go from a lifetime of giving in to dominance, remaining silent to keep the peace, to speaking her desires out loud.

I’ve watched my mom go from a struggling abused woman, to a fighter. Often on her knees. Often falling down. Often crying tears of defeat.

She kept rising.

She kept taking one more step.

Using whatever she had to cling to for inner strength.

Her faith in God.

Her love for her children.

Her sense of responsibility to put food on the table.

Whatever the fuck it took.

My mom did it.

My mom has gone through hell and back and I suspect that even Satan respects her spirit.

At one stage she stopped being my ‘parent’.

She stopped telling me what to do.

She stopped trying to save me.

She had her hands full trying to save herself, which is clearly exactly what my soul desired, as it gave me the willpower to become the woman I am today.

She had no choice but to let me fail.

No choice but to trust me to always come out on top.

Circumstances had her fighting her own demons and she understood on a deep, probably unconscious, level that she was no use to me and our soul contract if she chose to stay drugged in a desperate way to escape the pain.

I suspect that once she came through her own dark path of the soul, she was a little aghast at the choices I’ve been making ever since.

Thank god she has lots of hair otherwise she would have been bald by now.

Yet she never tried to stop me.

Most times she couldn’t comprehend why the hell I was doing what I was doing.

It’s about allowing others to have their experience in life.

Allowing others to have their experience of you and not giving a rat’s arse.

I have come to understand that for me to be a leader, it means I have to embody the energy of a leader.

I have come to understand that we are all followers at some stage of our lives, and it is never too late to step from follower into leader.

You don’t need an online following to be a leader.

You don’t need a company to be a leader.

You don’t need applause to be a leader.

True leadership has nothing to do with others, and everything to do with the world.

True leadership is about living your life in such a way that your 45 year old daughter can sit on a Zoom call from the other side of the world, glowing with pride because you’ve made a new choice that honours YOU.

True leadership is about living your life in such a way that people can use you as a benchmark of what they love and what they hate.

And it’s powerful for the haters as well.

If we’re constantly living our lives in a way that has the masses like us, we make zero impact.

There’s no unique fingerprint left behind where we’ve had a point of contact.

Today I pay homage to all the silent warriors in the world.

I pay homage to all the silent leaders in the world.

I want you to know that even if nobody says a word,

they are watching.

And what you do, matters.

What you choose, matters.

Who you are choosing to show up as, matters.

Someone is always watching my Darling.

Your kids, regardless of their age, is paying attention.

It is my prayer that one day my children will look at my old self and pay tribute to a woman they consider to be a leader.

A woman they consider to be a warrior.

A woman they consider to be their inspiration.

Releasing the desire to control their experience of me.

How do you want your children to view you?

How do you want to be remembered?

How are you living today?

Are you making the choices that can inspire generations to come?

Or are you currently making the daily choices that serves as a warning to a more conscious generation following you?

Are you living as your best version self in all areas of your life?

Spiritually,

physically,

mentally,

emotionally,

in all of your relationships,

in your purpose work,

in your lifestyle?

Or are you pissing away time?

No judgement. No shame. No blame.

Just time for some honesty, that’s all.

Mom – I want you to know that YOU ARE MAGNIFICENCE IN HUMAN FORM.

My love and respect for you is eternal.

Thank you for being my comrade-in-arms. I would not have wanted any other shieldmaiden on this battle-field.

Only death is inevitable.

Thriving is always the choice of the brave.

You know I love you,

Anel

PS: Liberate yourself and finally build that empire of impact you’ve been telling us about claiming your fears, busting loose from your programming, breaking through your limiting beliefs and ending the pain which ultimately comes from living a shadow of your desired life.

This is where you claim all you’ve ever wanted from a deep knowing that you are the creator of your reality.

That it’s okay to do the least amount because that still makes you a winner in her books.

I get it (eyes rolling) – for some people, this is like sweet honey and they eat that shit up.

Personally, I couldn’t be less motivated, less inspired, less interested.

Which is perfect.

I still open myself to experience this every now and again.

There is endless beauty and power in contradiction.

Every so often I do the same with my personal coaches.

I will go experience one of the ‘sympathetic’ coaches,

just to see if there’s been a shift in me that would benefit from a softer approach.

Apparently, not yet.

Probably, never will.

I do and always will have a warrior spirit –

I live for the fight.

I lick up my sweat.

I drink my tears.

I absorb my screams.

It is what I love.

For most, this approach makes no sense.

They think it must make me hard, inconsiderate, even unloving.

Yet the complete opposite is true.

I choose this energy BECAUSE I love more than most will ever be willing to experience.

I choose this energy BECAUSE I am a liquid gold caramel inside and I choose to stay soft in my heart.

I choose this energy BECAUSE I see the magnificence in others and always want to be considerate of their soul.

I also know that not everyone thrives in this approach.

In fact, most people fold and crumble.

They often look at those with warrior hearts and think it looks like a fun way to live.

That it must be nice to go through life with big cahoonas.

Until they start walking the path.

All of a sudden it feels uncomfortable and scary.

It’s hard and it hurts a lot of the time, so their egos go into overdrive screaming that this is fucking crazy!

Run away!!

This is perfectly normal.

This is where you get to go inside and choose:

is this the right path, the right approach, the right energy for you,

or not?

There’s no shame in difference!

I simply think it’s a shame that people are too pride driven or codependent to admit when something is not for them.

I’ve often walked beside the ‘wrong’ people for me, with some interesting (aka painful) consequences.

It leads to suffering with none of the desired results.

If you’re not achieving the level of success you say you want, chances are that you’re walking on the wrong path for YOU, with the wrong people for YOU.

Drop the shame,

fuck the blame,

get honest with yourself and start judging.

EVERYTHING in your life.

Do you love it or do you hate it?

Don’t settle for anything in-between.

This judgement of what YOU love and hate are the clues from your soul to guide you towards your BEST VERSION SELF!

It’s when we do more of what we love that we soar.

It’s when we stop doing things we hate that we grow.

This is also why I don’t believe in scarcity or competition.

Instead I believe that those who truly desire for others to rise to their best, will eagerly refer the moment they see that it’s NOT the best fit for the client.

Trusting that by saying NO to the wrong clients for them, they are saying YES to the right clients for them.

There is an ancient rule – ‘First, do no harm’.

This goes both ways.

Don’t harm others.

Don’t harm yourself.

It requires a belief in abundance, and love, and good.

It requires faith in yourself, in others, in the universe.

But you can’t go wrong with this approach Darling.

Maybe you’re simply at a stage where you’ve forgotten what you love and what you hate.

Maybe you’ve been so determined not to judge, that you’ve lost the honesty that comes from judgement.

I get why!

Some people have taken ‘judgement’ and turned it into public hating on and humiliation of those they are not in alignment with.

Stupid.

This is not the judgement I’m referring to.

Yes, I judge others.

For myself.

For my growth.

For my certainty.

Some are my people and others aren’t.

Not to publicly make others wrong.

NOBODY is ever wrong.

They’re simply wrong for YOU.

There’s a huge difference.

Take the time this weekend to remember which strokes light you up, and which rub you up the wrong way.

Then invite in more of what you love,

and tolerate less of what you hate.

Simple.

Only death is inevitable,

Thriving is always the choice of the brave.

With deep love and respect,

Anel

PS: Coaching is powerful and impactful. It’s about making the smallest changes in trajectory that leads to an entirely different outcome.

A high-performer myself, I know there’s always a way. I’ve invested and continue to invest in myself through study, implementation, working with exceptional coaches and mentors, physically challenging events and above all dedication to my craft, to have the resilience, strategies and innovation to find the puzzle pieces that has me create the outcomes I truly desire.

But the deepest truth is that I lived most of my life feeling like an imposter. I could appear confident on the outside whilst dying on the inside. Regardless of how much I achieved in life, I envied those around me who always seemed to create more or bigger or better than I ever could.

Turns out that this feeling of inadequacy and relentless drive for more eventually became my gift in working with high performing men and women. You see, I am exceptionally gifted at seeing the true power in people—even when they can’t see it for themselves.

My clients do things that few ever dream of. They are dynamic, passionate and successful, yet whatever is coming next still feels like a really big leap of faith.

I help courageous people who already achieve ‘impossible’ goals to achieve what still looks ‘impossible’ to them.

If this sounds like you, let’s talk and explore if working together is a good partnership.

You will soon find that certain activities, certain movements, make you feel giddy and others don’t.

Simply keep experimenting until you REMEMBER.

You’ll find that happiness feels great and THEN you can consciously choose:

do you want to be happy

or do you want to be a martyr traversing life feeling like the ocean slug poop?

If your choice is euphoria, you keep flicking that switch every day, increasing the frequency and intensity until it becomes your new norm and then when something feels out of place, you will pay attention, you will get the learning, and take corrective action.

You’ll find it happens faster and faster.

I also know that even after all of this, some will choose crestfallen – that’s okay Darling.

I don’t really care what you choose.

It’s your life.

I simply want you to choose consciously instead of going through life like a drug-infused zombie.

Break the silence, the isolation, the feeling of not being understood.

If you’re a woman determined to beat the 3-year odds, to create time and financial freedom, increasing her choices so she never again has to say “I would love to, but I can’t afford it”,you deserve the support, mentorship and kinship offered in this program.

I’ve taken more than two decades of my own entrepreneurial success combined with a decade of coaching others to create lives of true abundance, and designed a program exquisite in it’s simplicity. Eliminating all the overwhelm and feeling of not knowing where to go next or where to even start.

During our time together you will not only learn about the five foundational pillars for success in business, you will implement them.

By the end of the program you will think like a business woman, you will have your financial systems up and running from bank accounts to tracking sheets to payment gateways. You will have your administrative systems set up, knowing exactly where to find everything at any given time thereby eliminating the frustration of always looking for things. You will have your sales and marketing set up from your service to your tribe. You will also have your organogram designed so you know exactly where to focus and who to bring on board at what stage as you grow your business.

Enrolment is open so get the details at Foundation and give yourself permission to say YES to receiving support from a master coach.

My clients not only launch successfully, they beat the odds of the 5 year mark and receive longevity in business and life.

The investment is designed to grow you whilst being affordable for those starting out.

Or do you simply force open exhausted lids, rolling out of bed hoping your feet hit your slippers?

Immersed in existence.

Not thinking.

Simply going through the motions.

Drink coffee.

Shower.

Get dressed.

Get the kids ready.

Get in your car.

Drive.

To the day.

Another fucking day.

With more demands being piled on top of you.

Interacting with people you secretly detest.

Feeling drained.

All the time.

Not wanting to admit to yourself

how helpless you feel.

You keep up the pretence of happiness.

Keep lying

to yourself

that this is okay.

That you don’t need more than this.

That it could be worse

so you’ll just be grateful for what you’ve got.

Waiting for the time to get off your aching feet.

Falling into bed

exhausted

depleted

drugged

into submission

in service

to the machine.

I remember.

I remember the pain that was coursing through my veins.

Of an unfulfilling life.

Feeling so disconnected

from joy

from love

from Source

from magic

from excitement

from myself.

It felt as though my entire life was a rush from one person’s demands to another.

Chasing the clock,

hungry for their approval,

thinking that if I did more for them,

I would be worthy of their love.

And that would be enough.

Even when their love hurt like a motherfucker.

Vicious words when I didn’t live up to their expectations.

Berated for not playing according to their rules.

Belittled for daring to shine brighter than them.

So I would shrink,

I would run,

I would kiss ass,

I would grovel.

Always wanting to be the star pupil.

I had betrayed myself, my purpose, my joy, my values,

for what?

An outdated culture of obedience?

A mocking of our true power.

A system that enforces conformity.

Modern day enslavement – except most of the poor fuckers don’t see the energetic chains around their throats, keeping them silent, the unseen shackles on their ankles, slowing them down, always shuffling in the line.

On their way to a mass grave of un-lived potential.

The day I finally woke up and connected with my feelings,

my true feelings,

the pain,

the anguish,

the fury,

I saw it all for what it is and I decided in that moment

I would rather walk alone for the rest of my life

than continue being a good little girl.

The rebel in me finally woke up and my life has transformed.

And keeps transforming.

As I create consciously.

Understanding that I can be, do and have ANYTHING I desire.

And that includes me saying no to the shit I don’t want.

I know I frustrate the hell out of the minions,

not answering my phone when they call whilst busy in my soul work,

no longer available until I’m satisfied with my own levels of energy.

Those energy vampires are drying up, starving, no longer able to sink their venomous fangs into my delectable flesh.

And if someone tries putting their responsibilities onto me, I gracefully (not so gracefully) decline.

I’m not available to do what they can do for themselves.

This my Darling, is how I get to spend up to five hours a day on myself.

My spiritual connection.

My physical body.

My art.

Whilst continuing to nurture my relationship with my boys.

Whilst building my empire.

Whilst impacting thousands of lives.

Whilst treasuring friendships.

It will be an interesting exercise for you to keep track of how you spend your time.

How much time you spend answering the demands of others.

How much time you spend doing shit that others don’t want to do because they value their own time more than yours.

How much time you spend listening to the drama of another, as if you have the capacity to carry their shit on your already hunched over shoulders.

Yes, you can keep telling me WHY you have to be available for others.

You can keep telling me WHY you have to put your partners’ needs first.

You can keep telling me WHY you have to press pause for your kids.

You can keep telling me WHY your business won’t survive if you’re not answering those emails, messages, fb posts immediately.

It’s a choice.

You get to choose to have demanding bullies in your life.

You get to choose to be the submissive (not in the good way).

You get to choose to always be a slave.

Or you get to finally wake up and understand

that there’s more than

7 BILLION

people on the face of the earth.

Some being on a path of love.

Real love.

Respect.

Honour.

Conscious creation.

You can choose to play with them.

My clients

are never demanding.

I don’t work with toddlers throwing tantrums when they don’t get attention.

My clients are badass spiritual gangsters who understand that I serve from a space of fulfilment.

They honour me as I honour them.

It’s a choice I made.

It’s a choice they make.

What would your life look like,

FEEL like,

if you decided to live it fully?

What would your spiritual practice look like?

What would your physical body look and feel like?

What would your empire look like? Who would you be working with? Who would you have working alongside you? What would be the impact you’re making in the lives of thousands, millions, billions?

What would your relationships feel like? How would you be interacting with your nearest and dearest?

How would you experience your romantic relationship? Delicious? Orgasmic? Fun? Deep? Would you feel like a queen in the arms of your king?

How would you play?

Who would you be playing with?

How much would you laugh?

Would you keep laughing until your belly ached?

When last have you laughed and laughed and laughed?

When last have you woken up with a smile, eager to get the day started, excited for all the wonderful potential ahead of you?

Well?

What are you waiting for?

This is YOUR life.

Nobody else can live it for you?

Question is –

are you?

Or are you merely existing?

One foot in front of the other.

Tears falling freely on the inside.

Dull.

Listless.

Waiting to exhale your final breath.

Only death is inevitable.

Thriving is always the choice of the brave.

You know I love you,

Anel

PS: This is my call to the woman entrepreneurs who are ready to consciously create a life of thrive.

Those who know that they CAN have it all -the freedom of time, freedom of money, freedom of choice.

And they are ready to build the business that is the vehicle for all they desire and more.